A boy was getting ready for the day. He wore this new t-shirt he had recently bought. He thought it looked great on him. So he was excited, thinking people were going to notice. He went out, met his friends, and did all the things he did on other days. Nothing changed. None said a word about his new outfit. He felt stupid. Stupid for thinking that such little things were worth noticing. As the day went on, his disappointment grew deeper and deeper. But he shrugged it off thinking he also shouldn't give a little change this much importance. But the little hurt that lingered did make his day different. His approach for the rest of the day changed. At night, he just went home, dumped the shirt in the wash, and slept. But in all this, he failed to notice the girl. The girl who saw him from her balcony as he passed through her lane. The girl who found his white tee with black strips cool. The girl who thought he rocked the outfit. The girl who didn't say a word just appreciated him.
You see, people do notice. Some to judge, some to appreciate. Whatever may the reason, they do notice. There's always someone out there who doesn't know you, whom you don't know, but you see a thing about them, it gets your attention, whether you like it or not doesn't matter, you just notice and sometimes you learn from it too. We are surrounded by this third eye. They see our flaws. They see our perfection. They see you the way you won't see yourself ever.
